Domineering president's otaku wife

3, the farthest love

"Xiao Ling, come on, come on."

In the morning, as soon as Xiao Ling entered the office, she saw Lin An'an sitting in her seat waxing at herself.

Isn't something wrong? Xiao Ling's heart tightened, and she ran over before even had time to insert the time card.

Lin An'an pointed to the tabletop she had just changed and said, "Look, I'm sitting here looking at me, and I'm sitting here..." She kicked her right foot and slid the rotating chair to the left.

"Bai Zai is also looking at me..." He kicked his left foot and the chair slipped to the right. "I'm sitting here, and he's still looking at me. Why have you been looking at me?"

Xiao Ling gritted her teeth, clenched her hands into iron fists, and abruptly suppressed the anger in her heart. She grinned and clicked on a document on Lin An'an's desktop.

"Good boy, do something."

As soon as he turned around, he kicked down the host of Qin Luo, the art director next to him.

Lin An'an looked at Xiao Ling's back and sighed, "It's really boring." She picked up the mug and smiled at Zuo Wei printed on it.

SAI, are you thirsty? Let's go and drink some water."

got up and walked to the water dispenser.

Lin An'an's table is full of traces of love, the mouse pad is Qimu Kakashi, the pen holder is pasted with killing pills, the cover of the notebook is Yuuki Kusama, the paper towel is printed with the night god moon, and the Tezuka Kunimi on the mobile phone chain is swaying around.

Yes, these are the men in the visible range of Lin An'an's desk.

Why did Lin An'an, who has only loved two-dimensional anime men for many years, suddenly fall in love with Mu Yan? So far, she doesn't know the reason.

Probably, I didn't read comics at that time, and I felt empty, so I found a man to be cute. Mu Yan is the tallest and thinnest. It's better to stuff it into comics, so even if you like him.

The above is Lin An'an's explanation to herself.

Xiao Ling once asked her how much she liked Mu Yan. Lin An'an tilted her head and thought for a long time before slowly saying, "If he wants me to marry him, I can consider accepting it." Then he was slapped back by Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling said, "I wanted to help you chase him. Don't you know that beauty director Kong Yier also likes Mu Yan?"

Du Yue, who listened to them next to her, couldn't help interrupt: "Xiao Ling, forget it. Look at An'an and Kong Yier, their difference can be completely seen from the seats. One is at the top and one at the end. One is face to face with Mu Yan every day, and the other is separated by ten people from Mu Yan. An'an, if you really want to be an opponent with Kong Yier, she may still dislike that you are not good enough?

"What's the use of liking it? I still like Jay Chou. He may not like me."

Xiao Ling and Du Yue looked at each other and said with their eyes, a dead guy.

Except for ordering meals, Mu Yan rarely talks to Lin An'an. Unexpectedly, when Lin An'an was completely unprepared, Mu Yan suddenly came over and asked, "Are you free in the afternoon?"

This question with an ambiguous tendency was so panicked that she couldn't even speak, but just nodded.

"That's good. You get ready and go out with me in the afternoon."

Lin An'an looked at Mu Yan's departure and thought that he was so domineering that he had the feeling of killing SAMA.

As soon as Mu Yan left, Xiao Ling came up decisively: "Why is he looking for you?"

"Ask me if I'm free this afternoon."

"Dating!" Xiao Ling was about to shout out when she was covered by Lin An'an.

"Do you have any private contact?" Reading Xiao Ling's lips, Lin An'an shook her head violently.

"Sure enough, it's 2012." Xiao Ling shrugged her shoulders and moved back to her computer.

"Well, my charm is about to be released at full frequency." Lin An was happy and went to mend his makeup with powder.

Before she went out, she knew that not only the two of them were going out in the afternoon, but also Shen Ruo, the editor-in-chief of the clothing department.

Mu Yan came out of the president's room and walked to the elevator. As he walked, he said, "I have asked for leave from President Gu for you. Let's go to Wangfujing to borrow clothes first. I'm sorry, Zeng Ji and I have been there. He is going to rush the manuscript today. I'm worried that a girl Shen Ruo can't hold it. Thinking about you are the most important thing in the office. , so I came to you."

The girl's glass crystal heart was broken all over the ground.

It turned out that in his heart, Lin An'an = nothing + natural magic power.

*****

Director Mu is here! The clothes of the new season have been wrapped for you.

"Director Mu, this is a small gift for our members. I specially left one."

"Xiaomu, the suit you matched with our window last time sold very well. I have to invite you to dinner and thank you very much."

"Brother Mu, I went back to my hometown last week and brought you some specialties that can't be eaten here."

The scene in front of her made Lin An'an feel extremely familiar. She closed her eyes and thought hard, and finally coincided with a picture she had seen before. So he pulled Shen Ruo's arm excitedly and kept shaking it.

"Look, do you want to see the scene in front of Zhou Xingchi's 'Three Thousand Beauty' in Zhou Xingchi's "Big Secret Detective Zero Hair"?"

Shen Ruo saw that Mu Yan stood calmly in the middle, and groups of girls rushed to him like a tide. I can't help laughing with Lin An'an. The two laughed for a while, and then Shen Ruo quietly told her, "This is your first time to borrow clothes, so you don't know. The magazine I used to stay in has always borrowed clothes and returned clothes, which is the biggest headache. Every time I go to borrow it, I have to look at the white eyes of the counter lady. When they return it, they can't wait to use a microscope to see if there is any damage. Not to mention the smell of sweat, there can't be a little perfume. But now as long as you follow the director, don't worry about being expelled, but worry about what excuse to rescue the director from the women.

Sure enough, as Shen Ruo said, Lin An'an felt that as long as Mu Yan smiled, he would have more paper bags in his hand, and soon the three of them would turn to Xidan.

"Why doesn't your boss have a girlfriend?" Lin An'an held something and staggered after Mu Yan's long legs all the way, and did not forget to ask Shen Ruo next to him about gossip.

Shen Ruo said, "Director Mu is so busy, how can he have time to fall in love?"

Walking down from the west, Lin An'an and Shen Ruo's four arms were covered with paper bags, and each held a pile of old high shoe boxes in their hands. The high heels made the ground rattle, and followed Mu Yan up and down.

After visiting several large shopping malls in Xidan, Director Mu finally nodded with satisfaction: "It's almost done. That's all for today."

Shen Ruo flashed into the taxi, and Lin An'an was about to follow in, but was stopped by Mu Yan. He silently took everything in her hand and stuffed it into the back seat. Lin An'an's hand suddenly lost consciousness and felt that his arms were not his own at all. Just as she shook her hand and twisted her neck, Mu Yan said, "You have worked really hard today. Seeing that you are thin and small, I thought you must be a delicate girl, but I didn't expect you to work so lifeless. Thanks to you, Shen Ruo and I borrowed the clothes we had to move twice. It's getting dark. Don't go back to the company. Go home early.

Shen Ruo smiled at Lin An'an in the taxi, and Mu Yan also smiled at her, waved his hand and entered the taxi.

Lin An'an was still giggling until she stood in the subway car and didn't notice that there was no one within three meters in diameter around her.

A mother protected the child in her arms and listened to an old lady next to her vivid description: "The girl laughed there as soon as I got on the bus, and she hasn't stopped for more than a dozen stops. What a sin!"

At home, Gu Mingjun has obviously eaten and cleaned up the kitchen. When Lin An'an entered the door, he was bending down and carefully watering the plants on the balcony.

"I'm back." Lin An'an, who has always been heartless and can eat and sleep, remember yesterday's unhappiness.

Gu Mingjun knew that she was in a good mood when he heard her voice: "It's so late. I went to many places today."

"Ye." Lin An'an poured a large glass of water, "President, you don't know how popular Mu Yan is. As soon as you enter the store, all the women are looking at him."

Gu Mingjun stopped his work and said with a rather appreciative look, "That boy is really good. It's rare that he is still so talented and has no airs."

Lin An'an was even happier to hear that even Gu Mingjun appreciated his admiration so much. While humming, he took out yesterday's leftovers from the refrigerator and heated it in the microwave. I turned my head and saw a cup of black tea on the table, which was fragrant. Turning his head to confirm that Gu Mingjun was not looking at himself at all, he poured tea into the freshly heated rice, took a glass of tap water, and put the cup back in place.

Gu Mingjun saw Lin An'an leaning against the kitchen door with a bowl and asked curiously, "Is it soy sauce again tonight?"

"No, today is Japanese cuisine, tea and rice."

Soy sauce bibimbap, Lao Ganma bibimbap, tea bibimbap, it should be sugar soaked rice tomorrow. Gu Mingjun saw her finish eating. As soon as she put away the bowl, he wanted to go back to the room and quickly stopped her: "Wash the dishes."

"Do the dishes at every meal! President, this is the lifestyle of the elderly. Although Lin An'an was unwilling, he still went back to the kitchen to wash his chopsticks with water. "Why didn't you tell me that you were the new president at the beginning?"

"You didn't ask me. Speaking of this, who told me that she was a beauty editor at the beginning, and what happened? Gu Mingjun picked up the teacup, only took a sip and frowned: "Why does the thousand pieces of Ceylon black tea taste so light?"

Lin An'an shrank her neck and hurried to the bedroom.

"What did you just say about dinner!"

"Rice soaked in white water."

Gu Mingjun looked at the closed door and said silently, "There is still one day left."